I stroll past casually as they descend from
the house of their God. Piety still
ringing in their ears.
Avoiding their judgmental eyes
I clumsily clutch my cult video collection,
my pack of beer and 20 fags.
Suddenly, one says to me,
“Why aren’t you at church young man?”
And smiling I say,
"I am, I already fucking am…"